We're Getting Wet
We can see the end; the second flood’s in sight
the rising seas, the sea side cities drowned
Oceans cover what was once dry ground
but we are inland, we will be alright
(we say), although without facilities
Our grain cannot be shipped, alarum alarum
and piles up on every prairie farm
And commerce halts no longer an ability
Venice sinks below the waves, and Rome and Spain
Vancouver buildings -fishy habitats
Melbourne, Perth no longer on the maps
The Pope on Mount Olympus asks "Again?"
Says Cantuar, “It cannot come to that!”
But builds a condo on Mount Ararat.